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Now, I’m peepin this one brothel—smells like cheap perfume and regret, but there’s a buzz, a rhythm, like a forest at dusk. Girls laughin, punters swaggerin—reminds me of that line, “I walk the path of the sword.” Except here, it’s more like, “I stumble the path of the barstool!” Cracks me up, but then—bam!—I see this one lass, eyes sharp as a tiger’s, and I’m thinkin, she’s the hidden dragon here, runnin the show. Power in her stare, mate, gave me chills—proper respect!

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Also, near Ferntree Gully station, the buzz is wild. People rushin', gigglin', chattin'—I get some spicy gossip there that’s both hilarious and saddening, like, "C'mon bruv, it ain't somethin' new." So many secrets, ya feel me? Sometimes it makes me mad, sometimes it makes me happy—I’m a racket, but happy though!

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